Page List


Font:  

“I don’t blame you. Lie down.” Throughout history, humans feared the monstrous werewolf said to savage the innocents. Legends that, unfortunately, were often true.

“Yes.” She backed onto her elbows.

Lev smirked. “We are in no hurry.” He nestled her with blankets so he would serve as her top blanket. “Are you warm enough?”

“I am.”

The gooseflesh said otherwise. Lev covered her with his body, leaning on his arms so as not to crush her. His hard cock rested on her flat tummy. He focused on her breasts and then squeezed one nipple. Rachel threw her head back and moaned. So responsive. While Lev pinched one nipple, he bit the other, gently. His fangs out.

Rachel held his arms and quivered. “Oh, my god.”

He sucked gently then harder. She flinched, but then her breathing grew rapid as pain gave way to a wave of pleasure. “Oh yes.”

Lev released her nipple and licked it until it peaked to amber brilliance. Not wanting to neglect the other nipple, he switched and suckled the other. Her soft gasps and the feel of her ripe breast nearly undid him. He licked her nipple and slowly moved down between her ribs and trailed kisses to her belly button. One hand explored her tender wet folds, massaging her clit, feeling her tense and then melt as he continued.

“Oh, yes.”

Claws sprung out of his hands, and he spread her thighs and gazed at the apex of her damp pussy.

Rachel rose on her elbows and stared. “Are you going to…?”

“Eat you. Yes. Do you know why my sweet woman?”

“You are a carnivore.”

“There is one rule all must obey, and that is the alpha eats first.” Lev clamped down on her pussy, and she threw her head back and helplessly moaned as he pleasured her until Rachel shuddered in one explosive climax after another.

Rachel silently screamed as wave after wave of orgasms surged through her. The feel of his rough beard, fangs and the claws spreading her thighs was the most erotic sex she’d ever had. His hungry mouth over her clit made her feel like a beast feasted on her. Rachel’s sweet rapture of surrender melted her soul. Lev was relentless. He waited for one orgasm to subside and then his wicked mouth pleasured her again until she was left boneless.

Lev released her, but his fingers continued to massage. Slowly. So slow, she begged. “Please, don’t stop.”

He flicked her clit and dipped his finger into her, using her fluid to massage again. He drove her to the delicious edge of nothingness. Ah, so close. Her body braced for yet another moment of climax.

“Do not come yet.”

Rachel rasped. “What?”

“We come together.” He lifted her arms above her, imprisoning her wrists with his clawed hands. In the dim light, his sculpted muscular body reflected his raw masculinity. His intense feral gaze and rumbling growl mesmerized her. A werewolf was about to ravish her and she desired it.

Lev slowly eased his hard length into her and filled every inch. She moaned in pleasure.

“Yes.” Her pleasure peaked again, but she held back. Wanting became agony. She closed her eyes and she too growled, although it sounded more like a frustrated purr.

“Open your eyes and look at me,” he commanded.

Rachel stared at his glowing blue eyes, like beams penetrating her soul. She arched to meet each powerful thrust.

His voice husky, he mumbled something in Russian, sounding sexy as hell. He picked up the tempo. “Rachel.”

So close. She arched as if possessed by a succubus. “Yes. Please.”

He paused and chuckled. “My educated doctor is insatiable.”

“Please, don’t stop,” Rachel rasped.

“A wolf can fuck for hours.”

“Hours?”


Tags: Eva Gordon Team Greywolf Fantasy